looming over us
Alfred cyclone grand
under the skin
and over our land
wild and untamed
expecting heavy gale
through our towns
unseen on such a scale
forecasted to hit tonight
with a heavy heart
everyone’s initiative
plays a major part
watching its track map
by a quick glance
an escape from its claws
leaves a little chance
some say it is man made
others blame it on God
who can see through the fog
it is sure a tad odd
eerie feeling on the streets
no birds or noise of traffic
life has slowed down to a halt
silence around almost graphic
what to do with extra time
days seem almost stretched
unexpected undesired
today will be deeply etched
remain put and optimistic
let nature take its course
use this chance to recap on life
and trust the Source
Tag: wellness
MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘All Comes To Pass’
Show me what you got
Let us find the spot
For the booster shot
Solution to all disease
Selling us Hells keys
Let us breathe with ease
All you get is a shiver
Don’t step in the same river
Pay forward for a good liver
Temperature on the rise
‘Stay in bed’ said the wise
Shut the box no more lies
Heads spin from all the fear
Finger on a catapult Oh dear!
Nowhere to escape come here
Manifest your desire
From your belly fire
Don’t wait till you retire
Herd or a mass
All comes to pass
Like an empty gas
Future is in your hands
Asking you nicely no demands
Listen to your gut it understands
MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Fully Grown’
When all rivers run wild again
When sun rises in the wee small hours
When bread is baked from sour flours
When can we open eyes ours
On the approach of the age in the middle
On the roof sits a funny man with a fiddle
On the table cereals in a small round bowl
On the wall a cuckoo clock time piddle
The Minerva her soldiers confused
The observer who has been used
The rights of people plainly abused
The patience that has been tested
From the moon that shines white glow
From the groom to loving husband
From bare skin to a full chest grow
From innocence to maturity flow
Our unity has been breached
Our insanity has been reached
Our sterility has been preached
Our stability totally undermined
Who can we call to save our brain
Who is there to breakthrough our pain
Who has the power to change our mind
Who is the Savior going to reign
For timid mankind it could get worst
For greater happiness safety leaves first
For our clarity there is no thirst
For the nonsense bubble to burst
Chaos is the key
MIDDAY POETRY – “Another Day Breathing”
Another chance to walk in the bush
Hardy trees of diverse colors and shades
Forest fruits unknown to our tastes
Roots by the creek sprawling like a web
Painted rock in the trunk sharing a message
Are we finding all the signs nature leaves us?
What is she trying to portray?
Perhaps that the day is here
When NOW is the time to live life
Stop the wait for ‘That day’ in the future
As there is no certainty on this road called life
What was yesterday are just blurred memories
What is going to be tomorrow is never sure
Today and in each given moment
Between the breaths going in and out
Live just a little!
Enjoy the mystery…